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66 TO MINNI.

'Egtem érted 's te szerettél.

' for thee I burned—thou burnedst―

Still I burn, but thou art frozen;

Thou dost hide thy thoughts—returnedst

Not the love which thou hadst chosen.

Still thy heart, to thee appealing,

Tells thee of thy faithless deeds;

Mine, all shades of misery feeling,

Only dreams, and weeps, and bleeds.

All dispersed, and all departed,

Are those visions once so drear;

Wounded, bleeding, broken-hearted,

No reproaches shalt thou hear.

May thy bliss desert thee never—

Never let my gloom be thine;

I, with proud emotion ever,

Think that Minni's heart was mine.